I still have 8 hours of sleep in my bed as a child on my parents' house, near Barcelona. Tomorrow back to Beijing after a week enjoying the clear blue sky of the Mediterranean, family, friends and a marathon lunches and dinners that have forced me to buy new pants. Do I expect the stress? What stress can be in Beijing? One of the things I value most of the Beijingers and, in general, the Chinese, is its parsimony and quiet to go around the world. Watch them here in full game of mahjong:
The picture was made by my friend Aritz Parra, also a journalist. This mahjong club is in a dilapidated old hutong opposite the northern gate of the Temple of Heaven. Not visible from the street, because before the games built a concrete wall to hide the ugliest hutongs foreign visitors. Lest that might spoil the "perfect image" of Beijing. I have to remember to go there to check if the wall is still standing.
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